Another's--was there ever such?
Such were fool, if fool there be;

Such fool was I, and was for thee!
But if the touch and savour too

Of this fruit--say, Sweet, of you--
You unto another give

For sacrosanct prerogative,
Yet even scent and aspect were

Some elected Second's share;
And one, gone mad, should rest content

With memory of show and scent;
Would not thyself vow, if there sigh

Such a fool--say, Sweet, as I--
Treble frenzy it must be

Still to love, and to love thee?
Yet had I torn (man knoweth not,

Nor scarce the unweeping angels wot
Of such dread task the lightest part)

Her fingers from about my heart.
Heart, did we not think that she

Had surceased her tyranny?
Heart, we bounded, and were free!

O sacrilegious freedom!--Till
She came, and taught my apostate will

The winnowed sweet mirth cannot guess
And tear-fined peace of hopefulness;

Looked, spake, simply touched, and went.
Now old pain is fresh content,

Proved content is unproved pain.
Pangs fore-tempted, which in vain

I, faithless, have denied, now bud
To untempted fragrance and the mood

Of contrite heavenliness; all days
Joy affrights me in my ways;

Extremities of old delight
Afflict me with new exquisite

Virgin piercings of surprise,--
Stung by those wild brown bees, her eyes!

ULTIMUM.
Now in these last spent drops, slow, slower shed,

Love dies, Love dies, Love dies--ah, Love is dead!
Sad Love in life, sore Love in agony,

Pale Love in death; while all his offspring songs,
Like children, versed not in death's chilly wrongs,

About him flit, frighted to see him lie
So still, who did not know that Love could die.

One lifts his wing, where dulls the vermeil all
Like clotting blood, and shrinks to find it cold,

And when she sees its lapse and nerveless fall
Clasps her fans, while her sobs ooze through the webb-ed gold.

Thereat all weep together, and their tears
Make lights like shivered moonlight on long waters.

Have peace, O piteous daughters!
He shall not wake more through the mortal years,

Nor comfort come to my soul widow-ed,
Nor breath to your wild wings; for Love is dead!

I slew, that moan for him: he lifted me
Above myself, and that I might not be

Less than myself, need was that he should die;
Since Love that first did wing, now clogged me from the sky.

Yet lofty Love being dead thus passeth base--
There is a soul of nobleness which stays,

The spectre of the rose: be comforted,
Songs, for the dust that dims his sacred head!

The days draw on too dark for Song or Love;
O peace, my songs, nor stir ye any wing!

For lo, the thunder hushing all the grove,
And did Love live, not even Love could sing.

And, Lady, thus I dare to say,
Not all with you is passed away!

For your love taught me this:-'tis Love's true praise
To be, not staff, but writ of worthy days;

And that high worth in love unfortunate
Should still remain it learned in love elate.

Beyond your star, still, still the stars are bright;
Beyond your highness, still I follow height;

Sole I go forth, yet still to my sad view,
Beyond your trueness, Lady, Truth stands true.

This wisdom sings my song with last firm breath,
Caught from the twisted lore of Love and Death,

The strange inwoven harmony that wakes
From Pallas' straying locks twined with her aegis-snakes.

'On him the unpetitioned heavens descend,
Who heaven on earth proposes not for end;

The perilous and celestial excess
Taking with peace, lacking with thankfulness.

Bliss in extreme befits thee not, until
Thou'rt not extreme in bliss; be equal still:

Sweets to be granted think thy self unmeet
Till thou have learned to hold sweet not too sweet.'

This thing not far is he from wise in art
Who teacheth; nor who doth, from wise in heart.

ENVOY.
Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play;

Go, children of swift joy and tardy sorrow:
And some are sung, and that was yesterday,

And some unsung, and that may be to-morrow.
Go forth; and if it be o'er stony way,

Old joy can lend what newer grief must borrow:
And it was sweet, and that was yesterday,

And sweet is sweet, though purchas-ed with sorrow.
Go, songs, and come not back from your far way:

And if men ask you why ye smile and sorrow,
Tell them ye grieve, for your hearts know To-day,

Tell them ye smile, for your eyes know To-morrow.
End

• aspect [´æspekt] n.面貌；神色；方向 (初中英语单词)
• scarce [skeəs, skers] a.缺乏的；稀有的 (初中英语单词)
• chilly [´tʃili] a.凉飕飕的 (初中英语单词)
• nerveless [´nə:vləs] a.无生气的；松散的 (初中英语单词)
• moonlight [´mu:nlait] n.&a.月光(的) (初中英语单词)
• breath [breθ] n.呼吸；气息 (初中英语单词)
• sacred [´seikrid] a.神圣的；庄严的 (初中英语单词)
• thunder [´θʌndə] n.雷 vi.打雷 vt.吼出 (初中英语单词)
• worthy [´wə:ði] a.有价值的；值得的 (初中英语单词)
• wisdom [´wizdəm] n.智慧，聪明，才智 (初中英语单词)
• harmony [´hɑ:məni] n.调合，协调，和谐 (初中英语单词)
• extreme [ik´stri:m] a.尽头的 n.极端 (初中英语单词)
• grieve [gri:v] v.&n.(使)悲痛；哀悼 (初中英语单词)
• fragrance [´freigrəns] n.芬芳，芳香 (高中英语单词)
• mortal [´mɔ:tl] a.致命的 n.凡人 (高中英语单词)
• learned [´lə:nid] a.有学问的，博学的 (高中英语单词)
• highness [´hainis] n.高，高贵，高尚 (高中英语单词)
• perilous [´periləs] a.危险的；冒险的 (高中英语单词)
• celestial [si´lestiəl] a.天空的，天的 (高中英语单词)
• savour [´seivə] n.味道；风味 v.尝到 (英语四级单词)
• frenzy [´frenzi] n.&vt.(使)狂乱 (英语四级单词)
• faithless [´feiθləs] a.不忠的；虚假的 (英语六级单词)
• lacking [´lækiŋ] a.缺少的，没有的 (英语六级单词)